Starting from a short stick, becoming the master of the universe

Chapter 279 It’s not a gentleman to not avenge one’s grudges

"He's so powerful? He actually killed more than a dozen people from the Wild Wolf Gang by himself?"

Listening to Lu Zicheng's story, Jiang Cheng also cooperated very well and made sounds of surprise.

"Isn't it? I heard that there was a master from the Wild Wolf Gang among them. He could easily beat dozens of people alone, but what happened? He was hit on the head with a stick and died."

Lu Zicheng shook his head and sighed.

"In fact, there are more powerful things to come, though."

He looked around cautiously.

"We can't talk about this kind of thing here. If someone hears it, you and I will be in trouble."

Jiang Cheng understood.

After all, it is the Iron Fist Gang that controls this place right now.

The fact that he killed members of his gang is undoubtedly a dark history.

Anyone who dares to say that in the street really wants his life to be too long.

"What happens after that?"

"Then he left. I heard that he left with two members of the Dawn Society. It's been more than two months now, right? He hasn't come back yet. I don't know how he is doing. Sigh."

Having said that, Lu Zicheng sighed, with sadness in his eyes.

"Are you worried about him?"

"No no."

Lu Zicheng quickly denied it, looked around, and saw that no one was paying attention to this place. He coughed twice and whispered, "Yes, I am a little worried. The main reason is that we had a good relationship before, but he left suddenly. Actually, it's not that sudden."

He looked reminiscent.

"A few days before he left, he hadn't come to the street to set up a stall. I felt something was wrong at the time. At that time, someone from the Flying Eagle Boxing Gym also came to ask about it, and then I realized that he hadn't gone to the martial arts gym either.

I was thinking of finding a chance to ask him later, but who would have thought that I didn't even get to see him for the last time. Maybe there won't be any chances in the future, right?"

Lu Zicheng sighed several times in succession.

On the one hand, that's true.

On the other hand, after Jiang Cheng left, his business returned to its previous level. Unlike that period, he could sell dozens or hundreds more yuan a day.

Jiang Cheng felt a little sad when he heard this.

Yes.

Even if we meet now, the other party doesn't know my true identity.

"Don't worry, your friend will be safe."

"Yeah, I think so too."

Lu Zicheng smiled.

"He is so good at martial arts that dozens of people are no match for him. How could he get into trouble? Even if he is not so good, he can still make a living several times better than us by selling roasted sweet potatoes."

Jiang Cheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he heard this.

I'm still thinking about roasted sweet potatoes.

"Since he's not here, I'll go hang out somewhere else."

"Row."

Lu Zicheng nodded, and suddenly realized what was happening, and said hurriedly, "Brother, I haven't given you the sausage yet, and I still have some change."

"No thanks, just consider it a tip for you."

Jiang Cheng smiled at him, turned and walked towards the parking lot.

With his current income, let alone giving the other party 100 yuan, even tens of thousands would be just a drop in the bucket.

But the other party may not be able to keep such a large amount of money, especially in public, which may even bring him fatal disaster.

So, a hundred dollars is enough.

Looking at Jiang Cheng's departing back, Lu Zicheng had a feeling of unreality.

He actually got a tip one day? A full hundred bucks!!!

No wonder his left eyelid kept twitching when he went out this morning.

Sure enough, a windfall was waiting for him.

Thinking of this, he quickly put the hundred yuan in his hand into his pocket and smiled from ear to ear.

I really wish I could get this kind of extra money every day.

Jiang Cheng walked to the car, opened the door, went in, changed his clothes and the mask on his face, picked up the alloy sword, and turned back.

The plan is to go to the boxing gym first and kill Xiao Yuanqing first.

As for the Iron Fist Gang, we can kill them when we leave. After all, they control several streets and it will take some time.

As I was walking, I caught a glimpse of a few people in training clothes out of the corner of my eye.

He looked over subconsciously, and saw a dragon painted on the back of the training clothes that the people were wearing, with its fangs bared and claws dancing, looking very majestic.

"Is it someone from Long Xing Boxing Gym?"

When Jiang Cheng realized this, a scene from the past suddenly popped up in his mind.

At that time, his strength was still very weak. He had just unlocked the short stick skill and was still worried about being stopped by gangsters on the way back.

Therefore, in order to improve his proficiency in using the short stick as quickly as possible, he did not forget to practice using the short stick even when he was setting up the stall.

But because of this, he was ridiculed by several people from the Longxing Boxing Gym. Not only did they not give him the money, they also trampled the sweet potatoes he had worked so hard to roast into pieces.

At that time, he tried his best to endure it, otherwise, the stall would be smashed.

And now, several people from Longxing Boxing Gym are right in front of him.

"Could it be that they are really those people?"

Jiang Cheng's heart moved.

He still had some impression of the appearance of those people, especially the leader. His companions all called him Third Senior Brother.

Looking back on it later, he secretly felt fortunate because the other party was most likely a Force warrior like the disciples of the Eagle Boxing Gym.

No matter how powerful his short stick was at that time, even if it was perfect, he would probably not be a match for that guy if they really fought.

But things are different now. He is already level seven.

This time when he came back, he planned to take some time to go to Longxing Boxing Gym to look for those people. After all, he is not a gentleman if he does not take revenge.

But if I meet you now.

That couldn't be better.

Not far away, several people from the Longxing Boxing Gym were surrounding a small stall, each holding a skewer in both hands and eating with their mouths full of oil.

This is a small stall similar to oden. The meat and vegetables are skewered on bamboo sticks, cooked in a pot, and then coated with sauce. Its business is pretty good among many vendors.

But because of the arrival of these people, the guests who had originally gathered around all left.

The stall owner looked at the people in front of him eating heartily, and his smile was uglier than crying.

These people basically come to his place to eat several times every month. Because they are martial artists, other people would be full after eating five or six skewers, but these people are different. One of them can eat more than ten skewers without stopping.

In theory, this is a good thing.

After all, who doesn’t want to sell more things and make more money?
But these people don’t give money.

This is always the case.

But he dared not speak out in anger.

Because they were from Longxing Boxing Gym, and he offended them, and wanted to continue setting up a stall here? Dream on! The Iron Fist Gang would not stand up for him even if they received money.

"Cook all the rest. There's only so much. Who will eat it?" said a tall man in the lead at this moment. After that, he grabbed the end of the bamboo stick with his right hand and pulled it to the right. The pieces of meat on it all went into his mouth.

The stall owner was stunned, with a look of pain in his eyes.

"Can't you hear what my third brother said? Why don't you hurry up?"

A man behind him yelled.

"I heard it, I heard it."

The stall owner was so frightened that he quickly threw all the remaining meat skewers and vegetables into the soup.

The vendors around all looked distressed when they saw this scene.

Obviously, Old Wu had to work in vain again today.

But in my heart, I feel very fortunate.

Fortunately, those people were not interested in what they were selling.

Otherwise they will be in trouble too.

The meal was quickly devoured, and the remaining skewers were also eaten by several people.

"Gone?"